Do Too Much

[Intro: Xhulooo]
Yeah, ayy
Yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(808iden on the beat)
(Xhu on the mix)
(Pour that shit up, Trvpyyy)

[Chorus: Xhulooo]
I do too much and ain't get no respect
That boy a newcomer and I am a vet
Hit him with a bat, I'm feeling like a Met, ayy
Switching lanes in a red Corvette
Can't fly coach, we gon' hop on this jet
Said he gon' kill me but he ain't a threat, ayy
I do too much and ain't get no respect
That boy a newcomer and I am a vet
Hit him with a bat, I'm feeling like a Met, ayy
Switching lanes in a red Corvette
Can't fly coach, we gon' hop on this jet
Said he gon' kill me but he ain't a threat, ayy

[Verse 1: Onlybino]
Yeah, yeah, he wanted smoke, tell him bring out the gravy
Shawty, I can't get my baby a Birkin
How these niggas they some Now Or Later’s
She wanna fuck on me, I'm living luxury
Coupe black and yellow like that shit is bumblebee
Blow you away like some motherfucking tumbleweed
And I'm with your bitch rubbing all on her double-D's
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she say I do too much, oh no
One call to the gang, we all on go
Wrist be on ice, that bitch on snow
Been making plays, no pick and roll
And you that nigga sold your soul, yeah
I got a pocket rocket, finna blow
Walk in the sun, they know my diamonds glowing, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm with my nigga Xhulooo, yeah, we bossing
Fort to the Nite that's how a nigga flossing
Fugazi diamonds, how much did it cost you?
That nigga talking, put him in a coffin
Play with my brother, know we finna off him
These niggas copy, yeah, these niggas mocking
And I took his baby now that shawty sucking

[Chorus: Xhulooo]
I do too much and ain't get no respect
That boy a newcomer and I am a vet
Hit him with a bat, I'm feeling like a Met, ayy
Switching lanes in a red Corvette
Can't fly coach, we gon' hop on this jet
Said he gon' kill me but he ain't a threat, ayy
I do too much and ain't get no respect
That boy a newcomer and I am a vet
Hit him with a bat, I'm feeling like a Met, ayy
Switching lanes in a red Corvette
Can't fly coach, we gon' hop on this jet
Said he gon' kill me but he ain't a threat, ayy

[Verse 2: Xhulooo]
He ain't a threat
But this chopper chopping off his neck
We leaving him dead
And his mans just got hit a TEC
I just got a bag
So I'm finna cashout me a check
I just got a Jag
I pull off and I hope I don't wreck
Up in the stars, constellation
Watch got water, hydration
I may call you bro, but there's no relation
This chopper blow you back like you was migrating, yeah
Can't mess with you, you faking, yeah
My foot on they neck, I'm breaking, yeah
Can't get what I want, I'm taking, yeah
Good cookup, look what I'm making, yeah
Yeah, I got a Drac' on me, pockets fat like Josh
When she see this money, she is gon' be like, "Oh my gosh"
And he don't got no real guns, all them guns is props
And when I pull up to they city, they showing me love nonstop

[Chorus: Xhulooo]
I do too much and ain't get no respect
That boy a newcomer and I am a vet
Hit him with a bat, I'm feeling like a Met, ayy
Switching lanes in a red Corvette
Can't fly coach, we gon' hop on this jet
Said he gon' kill me but he ain't a threat, ayy
I do too much and ain't get no respect
That boy a newcomer and I am a vet
Hit him with a bat, I'm feeling like a Met, ayy
Switching lanes in a red Corvette
Can't fly coach, we gon' hop on this jet
Said he gon' kill me but he ain't a threat, ayy